Writing is the cheapest form of therapy. It uncovers issues, stresses and often the 'disowned' parts of ourselves - the spiritual and the noble. Put pen to paper and just....flow. Write as many thoughts that tumble out; no matter how disconnected, rambling, repetitive. Stifle the urge to correct punctuation, grammar...just write. What stops us? We are trained to self doubt, self scrutinize in place of self-expression. Lord knows I struggle with this myself.
The other associated issue I wanted to write about, and I deliberately put this at the very end. Is people!! Why is it sometimes you think you get to know someone and then so abruptly you have no idea who they are. In someways I think I enjoy this aspect of people, you are always suprised and that makes life interesting, at the same time there is a frustration and an anxiety with change. As some of you will know, sociology is not my strong point. Its the dichotomy between the sunny Queensland part of my life and the dark Victorian part of it. I definitely understand dark moods, I have many of them, but the bright sunshine of Queensland warms your mind to the better pleasures in life, which is far more interesting than the dark moods of Victoria..... maybe.....
Anyway, I got in 60 minutes of sweat time this am. I dont sweat here at all - I mostly workout anaerobically, but I get no soreness either. Oh well, as long as my lungs are filled with fresh air every am - I could care less.
Happy weekend all!
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